Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray were

"Ah --"

her palm brought her back to her senses.

pain and

stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move."

ordered coldly,

to take the pieces out, he had to cut them in

Would hurt.

the pale face of Tracy, and his heart

couldn't bear to see her in such a

"No --"

knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand

the sharp knife, not to

same time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed,

a while, the blood stained Tracy's

were full of fear and

"You know it hurts?"

your business. You don't have to

word, she took a leap from the chair to the ground stiffly, her

dyed red by blood again, Brody lost

"Have a seat --"

was sort of threatening this

more stubborn than

"No --"

her

him coldly, "Brody, are

at him

It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being reminded

eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and

to care about you? How Shamless you are!

He snorted.

furious that he

tie you

to threaten.

turned pale because it hurt so much

was so dizzy as if she was going to pass

"A little bit painful..."

said with

beat when he saw the wound.

little pain flashed through

Tracy was very feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall to

didn't say anything but stared at

feel painful,

looked down at her. Then he made up his mind and said.

knife

open, Tracy stared at the dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and

fear rose from the bottom of his

was also because her own

be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound

"Hmm --"

her palm, Tracy almost let

her teeth,

"Clap -"

on Brody's hand and

didn't know whether it was her tears

He was a little hesitant when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made up his

up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to

her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to

did feel the knife

Because of the pain, her whole body could not help

pain, her eyes finally could not help bursting

lips were cut and

to cry out several times to

"Idiot --"

couldn't do anything to